Illa Ghee - Price to be Illa lyrics

I lay you down like a soldier on a foreign ground Spit alien … lyrics got the foreign nouns Keep the pound for the funny style pound … lose ya mind f** around and get found clown I'm in the lounge chilling, wit like four women I'm a gym empire putting fire to your entire sound Say something The new millennium phil drummond … My mind in a Bed Stuy dungeon … My lines sitting high in the blue hummer stuntin' Amused by the lames function This is nothing I abuse beats, I refuse to sleep I … d** in my rap style meet like it's d** in the street Young gunner like chris and neef, the black Cesar, the first raw rap to be cut with banita… I did it so will fit through your speaker Sell it by the liter, I thought i just spit a little ether Ladies and gentlemen, haters and bitter friends You listenin' to the hard core Brooklyn Go hard when the war left… Hand gun lifting, straight menacing Ladies and gentlemen, haters and bitter friends You listenin' to the hard core Brooklyn Going hard when the war left … Hand gun lifting, straight menacing Yo, I don't give a f** about your name, your crew or your block spot Your track record, your rap record, who the god shot f** ya new kicks, f** ya new whips, f** ya sheep skin f** ya deuce flicks (b**h) … I ain't with all this dress sh** Your b**h fat and knocked kneed, lookin' like Precious She a rider… give me the sket... one shot Ya face look like Forest Whitaker neck You want a verse just give me the check Just let me go first - you got the worse verse on the set I don't like rappers, I don't like producers I f** with drug dealers and drug abusers Ice cold n***a, rock hard looser Sean Price - I am Buckshot´s shooter Shut the f** up No afro, no electric socks, I´m Off The Wall with the sket that pop, pop, motherf**er, Brooklyn… Ladies and gentlemen, haters and bitter friends You listenin' to the hard core Brooklyn Go hard when the war left… Hand gun lifting, straight menacing Ladies and gentlemen, haters and bitter friends You listenin' to the hard core Brooklyn Going hard when the war left … Hand gun lifting, straight menacing … see I win like Kobe or Khalid been bout it… fly on the million I never would need a stylist … Me, illa the kid but I never act childish Reroute ya gangster, clowns is getting outted I used to hug the block like an auntie Keeping the hammer upon me, wearing army fatigues And my blow like a palm tree breeze I breeze off in a drop "s" 2 plus 3 a blow trees like a hurricane Keep 2 hoes like hue hef Can't hear, I'm Jermaine Dupri I'm so def, I'm a drug and the child of the ghetto like g dep… I'm an animal, … lyrical wolf that eats flesh Then I punch you in the face like a box do … Stepping over all obstacles Inject rap with a rocket fuel… Use hole in a penny …illa ghee control and my flow is a Bentley Ladies and gentlemen, haters and bitter friends You listenin' to the hard core Brooklyn Go hard when the war left… Hand gun lifting, straight menacing Ladies and gentlemen, haters and bitter friends You listenin' to the hard core Brooklyn Going hard when the war left … Hand gun lifting, straight menacing